I Was Bullied, But It Didn’t Stop Me
I’ve often talked about the role of art in my life. But I haven’t really shared my story as a visionary – one who stayed Connected despite all odds. So here goes.
I believe we all come into this world with a strong memory of and connection to God / Source (whatever term you’re comfortable with). We also come in with our own support team.
Then starts the process of dis-connection – either because it’s driven out of us by society, or we become so caught up in this world that we forget.
I was lucky. First, I was an introvert. I spent a lot of time playing on my own (or what appeared to be on my own) and my parents respected that. It also reduced the effects of peer pressure.
My mother said I’d wake up singing in my crib and keep it up until she came to get me. I figure I must have known I was never alone. When I was old enough, I spent hours on the backyard swing, singing and communicating with my guardian angels.
Second, my dad was in the Air Force, so we moved 4 times in 5 years by the time I was 10. This meant that I never got overly dependent on one group of peers. I wasn’t molded into my “place in the pack”.
Still, I wasn’t a big fan of people. I vividly remember the day I learned that I had to shut up about my visions and “invisible friends” unless I wanted to be laughed at. I became super aware of the rampant conditional love in our society. I was what you’d call a hyper-sensitive child. It often hurt to be around people. So I preferred the company of my team of Divine Helpers. I also read about Jesus and the lives of Saints… as well as the Smurfs and other European goodies.
Thankfully, we lived in areas where it was safe to let your kids out to play all day without supervision. I’d spend a lot of time in nature alone or with a neighbour’s dog, communicating with God, the elementals, totem animals, forest creatures, and my team Guides and angels.
I wish I could remember more specifics, but I can’t. I just know my family had to send out search parties to find me at dinner time.
My relationship with my team of Divine Helpers got tested though when I was 11. We’d moved back to Ottawa where I re-joined my kindergarten group.
I was bullied for my naivety (I was much more sheltered growing up in Germany than my Canadian peers), for doing my homework, and for the attention I was getting from boys and teachers.
I had to choose – peer pressure or stay true to my Self and my Guidance.
I tell ya! I was terrified. I didn’t want to go back to school the day after I was followed by the whole class and beaten up by the “top girl”. It actually took me years to get over it and forgive.
But I’m glad I remained true to my values and endured the “goody goody two shoes” sing songs for a couple more years until I could go to a different high school than the rest of my class.
The lesson to remain true to my Higher Self served me well. I now knew that those who liked me truly like me, not some pretend-me I’d show up as to please them. I was seen, appreciated, and loved… mostly.
But the greatest gift of all was that I remained connected to my Guides – mostly while walking or being alone in nature.
When I finally found a painting medium that helped me express my Self (liquid acrylics), I realized that the studio was just as good a channeling space than being in nature.
The more challenging life became, the more I painted. I relied on my friendships with all forms of Spirit to channel the love, healing, teachings I needed to cope with “the real world”.
When healers started taking notice of my work, I knew I’d found my tribe. There were others who’d kept the channel open and were using their connection to serve others.
I couldn’t have put a name to my visionary skills before I started energy healing workshops of various kinds in the 90s. The healing modalities I learned didn’t include visions, but they naturally flowed and I felt safe to share them with my practice buddies. To me, they were entertaining. To others, they held symbolism-filled messages that enhanced the energy work.
It took over 20 years to add my visionary services to my public offerings. Before that, I focused on my energy-based intuitive paintings and inspirational photography.
Now it’s all coming together – the energy-based art and intuitive / visionary services.
I may have kept silent about it for years … bullying can do that. But I didn’t lose my Connection, which helped me along my Path. Now I’m here to help you on yours. And for that, I’m grateful!
If I can help mirror to you your Light and the amazingly beautiful flow of unconditional love supporting you on your path, then it’s my honour and my pleasure. Be it through my art, intuitive readings, or guided meditations, you too can re-connect to your Source and team of Divine Spirits. You too can learn to live intuitively through your very own Connection.
May it be so. Aho. Amen 🙂
P.S. It took guts to speak up about this a year or so ago, but I’m so glad I did. It’s time to get rid of our camouflage. What’s yours?
P.P.S. I have 3 services which put my visionary skills to work for you.
Thanks for sharing your story, Dominique! I had to almost die in a bicycle accident over ten years ago to not a only remember this connection, but to also be open to truly embracing it. I love all that you do to help others get to this place, hopefully before a traumatic wake up call strikes.
If what I write / share makes a difference in anyone else’s life, great. Just sharing feels good too 🙂 What you’re doing now because of your accident – or because of what you’ve evolved since your accident – is amazing Leslie. Glad to call you my friend.
Thanks for sharing this Dominique, I really relate to a lot of your early life experience, I actually got a bit teary reading it 🙂 I celebrate your courage and tenacity to stay connected to Spirit through the challenging experience of bullying. I think it has helped shape you into the loving and compassionate person you are now. Blessings, Lucy xx
Thank you Lucy. Our early experiences shape us for sure – and so does every step we choose to take along the way. Best wishes on your journey as your voice continues to reverberate in the world. Love & Light, Dominique.